So listen to it 
You've got to make it fit 
And if you mess it up 
You've got to start 
All over all over again 
Oh again 
Once more 
Once more and again 
So try to give it up 
And listen hard to your heart 
And smile at me 
Make it short, make it sweet 
Well you may complain about your destiny 
Not giving you the cards you would like to see 
Well you may complain about your destiny 
Not giving you the cards you would like to see 
So give it up 
And you may see 
All the gold stars in your skies 
Give it up 
And you may feel 
Tiny little kisses from me 
Oh don't be late 
Make it quick 
I tell you now 
I won't wait 
Make it up 
As we go along 
Make it short 
But most of all 
Most of all make it sweet 
So break my heart 
As you break it down 
And I loose my thought 
And we loose motion